"Beatrice, you're pregnant?" Titus Zane looked at Beatrice Hargrave in disbelief, his emotion was more one of happiness for her.
Beatrice nodded, her eyes downcast as she touched her flat belly, the corners of her lips upturned, "Mm, just six weeks."
After speaking, she suddenly remembered something, raised her eyes to look at Titus Zane, "Sister Titus, you should just call me Sophie from now on, that name sounds better."
Titus Zane...
She glanced at Nicholas Croft, whose face was full of tenderness, then back to Sophie Foster, "You... you two..."
Sophie Foster tilted her face up to look at Nicholas Croft, "Yes, I came clean to Uncle Nicholas, and, I've forgiven him, too."
Titus Zane was even more confused, turning to look at the man beside her, "Nathan Moore, what happened in the three years I was away?"
Suddenly Sophie Foster went from an orphan to the daughter of an entertainment tycoon, and she even said she had forgiven Nicholas Croft...
